fog – Ink, Yarn & Beer

Late Summer

A hot, humid day with rain coming or going. Summer is leaving, time soon to bring in the harvest. Late afternoon.

I am totally into lavender fields! The bright colors just make you happy, and when in contrast to the warm yellows and golds of other plants, how can you not but rejoice in nature?

Yeah, it sounds corny, but landscapes and the countryside, no matter where, just make me happy. It can be in gentle countryside like here, in the desert, in the mountains – all just touches me and brings a bit of peace.

Oils, 10×14, cotton canvas panel.

Last Night

Several weeks ago the fierce, hot east winds (aka Santanas, Santa Anas) came through and the neighborhood over the hill went up in flames with over 320 structures lost. Now we expect the same situation for the next few days – dry, windy, low humidity. I used to love the wind, but now I fear it.

For days we have had sunshine and no rain, few if any clouds in the sky. Day and night are clear with a gentle breeze. Last night, though, the fog came in. Not a pea-souper fog, but enough to leave water droplets on Inky’s fur after her evening walk, and chill enough this morning to feel the damp in my bones. I always like how fog and mist distort and blur the world around me, so last night I decided to take out the little Canon G7X camera to see what I could get.

We have a cinder block wall surrounding our house, and as we sit on a corner, we really have rather nice views up and down the streets in the neighborhood. The top of the wall is flat and stable, so I used it to hold the camera in place, focus in and out for composition, and then pushed down the exposure button and held it there to keep the camera steady. I got a few shots, but this one is my favorite.

Foggy Morning with Birds

Before I finished yesterday’s painting, I took some time to take pictures of the painting itself, and out the window. We don’t get a lot of fog out here, so the pea souper we got was fascinating to watch as it lifted. From thick and dense, it slowly dissipated – I was cold from the damp, but the view was great.

Foggy Morn

Early morning, fog, and the street lights were still on.

Big Sur, Looking South

Big Sur along the California coast is an incredibly beautiful bit of the state – at once wildly beautiful, in many ways easily accessible along Hwy 1, but delicate, too, as it is easily destroyed by heavy rains creating mudslides. Parts of it are rugged with mountains rising up and coming down into the Pacific Ocean. Hwy 1 skirts along, and it is always best to be the passenger so you can enjoy the wonderful views.

From where I live, you drive north, past Santa Barbara and then veer off on the 101 in an area marked on the map as Las Cruces. You could continue up the 101 up to San Luis Obispo, cutting west toward Morro Bay and then along the coast. Before you get deep into Big Sur, the mountains are toward the east, and there is a coastal plain. Slowly the landscape changes as the flatter areas disappear and the mountains move ever closer.

The entire drive is a delight. Coastal fog may drift in and out, and no matter where you look, the beauty is breathtaking. I have tried to catch this in the distance and along the horizon. The Canson XL paper is nice to paint on, and I used Gamblin Galkyd gel to speed up the drying time, but it sat in the garage this past week so I could ignore it and look at life away from the studio. Getting some time away from a painting is always a good thing as eyes are fresh upon the return. I was pleased with what I saw, and so scanned it, and present it to you for your viewing.

Painted on 11×14 Canson XL Acrylic / Oil Paper, about 10×10.